Return of the Gobbler Cobbler
A bizarrely warm Xmas day, even for Birmingham. Our high was 69˚F, and it's still 68˚F. If it had not been overcast all day (and it was not supposed to have been overcast), we'd have been in the 70sF. As it is, we're supposed to reach 78˚F on Monday. In late December.
After opening presents - I got mostly paleo' books, which is what I asked for, plus the new PNSO Tylosaurus model (thank you, S.L.!) - I sat down and read all the way through "Metamorphosis D (Imago)," and I was very pleasantly surprised to discover that it's one of the best stories I've written in quite a while. It revisits some of the territory covered in "Whisper Road (Murder Ballad No. 9)," but from a very different angle and with more focus. Then I attended to about a bazillion line edits in the story. Tomorrow, I hope to deal the line edits to that newest story that still has no title, and then put together Sirenia Digest nos. 191 (December) and 185 (June; playing catch up). With luck, subscribers will have the issues by tomorrow night or sometime on Monday.
And on Monday, I am supposed to spend the afternoon at McWane. And Tuesday, too, working on one of the plioplatecarpine mosasaur papers. But vaccinated and boosted or not, I'm struggling with my fear of Omicron, and right after the holidays, I just do not know.
This afternoon I watched a documentary on the mummified body of a 19th-Century African-American woman discovered inside a Fisk iron coffin in Queens and then the first half of a documentary on the Korean War.
Last night, of course, our thirteenth annual viewing of Badder Santa (2003), followed by A Charlie Brown Christmas (1965) and then A Christmas Story (1983).
And this evening Spooky made Gobbler Cobbler again, and it came out even better than before - more turkey!
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
6:07 p.m.
After opening presents - I got mostly paleo' books, which is what I asked for, plus the new PNSO Tylosaurus model (thank you, S.L.!) - I sat down and read all the way through "Metamorphosis D (Imago)," and I was very pleasantly surprised to discover that it's one of the best stories I've written in quite a while. It revisits some of the territory covered in "Whisper Road (Murder Ballad No. 9)," but from a very different angle and with more focus. Then I attended to about a bazillion line edits in the story. Tomorrow, I hope to deal the line edits to that newest story that still has no title, and then put together Sirenia Digest nos. 191 (December) and 185 (June; playing catch up). With luck, subscribers will have the issues by tomorrow night or sometime on Monday.
And on Monday, I am supposed to spend the afternoon at McWane. And Tuesday, too, working on one of the plioplatecarpine mosasaur papers. But vaccinated and boosted or not, I'm struggling with my fear of Omicron, and right after the holidays, I just do not know.
This afternoon I watched a documentary on the mummified body of a 19th-Century African-American woman discovered inside a Fisk iron coffin in Queens and then the first half of a documentary on the Korean War.
Last night, of course, our thirteenth annual viewing of Badder Santa (2003), followed by A Charlie Brown Christmas (1965) and then A Christmas Story (1983).
And this evening Spooky made Gobbler Cobbler again, and it came out even better than before - more turkey!
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
6:07 p.m.